Sarlayan took one last look at Kargas, whose head was smashed.
The level display of Kargas is rather strange, using the rare mode of 56 (60).
After a little thought, you can understand what this display mode wants to express.
Level 56 is the strength that Kargas can fully demonstrate now, and the 60 in the brackets below represents his ultimate strength.
Kargath, who only had powerful evil powers, was unable to use them freely, and was at a disadvantage throughout the battle with Yrel.
The only variable in this battle is whether Kargas can "explode" under pressure.
However, judging from the final result, Kargath was not the kind of "protagonist" whose potential could be unleashed when encountering a strong enemy, and he died without any surprise under Yrel's war hammer full of revengeful rage.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Although the overall flow of the battle was very smooth, Yrel actually won it not very easily.
After all, Yrel's disabled right leg hindered her overall combat effectiveness, causing her to have to tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall during the battle. She frequently adjusted her center of gravity to avoid being breached by Kargas who focused on her right body.
Through information from Dalaran, the Kingdom of Stormwind knew the true positions of the young lich Kel'Thuzad and Lady Rivendell, and also learned that the new Lich King Thoras Trollbane had followed the Scourge's small army to Bolvar.
Yrel's reminder quickly brought Kargas's mind back to his senses. You temporarily put aside your messy thoughts, gritted your teeth and held Yrel's outstretched hand, and struggled to stand up.
"What he did was wrong and wrong. His duty as the commander of the Shattrath army has yet to begin. Can he still stand up?"
Before he personally killed the enemy who killed Samara, Kargasna truly felt the feeling that Fang Weicui told you later.
"Very few people who regard revenge as their goal in life will be struck down by that sense of emptiness that is difficult to resolve, and will soon end their own futures before they can achieve their long-cherished wish."
Marceli said something and turned to look at the Hellfire Fortress, which was still filled with smoke.
The so-called blood furnace is actually an above-ground factory where the evil orcs extract and preserve the blood of Thare'anton.
‘Illidan Stormrage doesn’t have many evil orcs from my clan under his command. In order to avoid arousing our suspicion and precautions, why did he choose to cooperate with Fang Weicui to kill someone with a borrowed knife?’
Malfurion and Tyrande only knew that Illidan used the Eye of Sargeras to blast the Frozen Throne on the Integrity Islands, and that he had opened a fel portal to Bolvar, who was dying.
The future is a very confusing word.
This is not to say that the Shattered Hand clan has no tolerance for disobeying Illidan's orders, but chose to act arbitrarily, which is acceptable to any leader of the force.
Although Matheri is a soldier, after all, I was born in the Duke family of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and I have received a manipulative education since I was young.
"Illidan Stormrage..."
Fang Weicui smiled encouragingly: "Go ahead and lead his soldiers to start that battle."
"Kargas, you and Velen hope that he will become one of them."
As for the deeper planning and calculation behind it, it is actually necessary to delve too deeply into it, as long as the strategic goals of the alliance are achieved.
'Yes...'
Marceli stood there confused for a while.
After walking a few steps behind Kargas, Yrel bent slightly and patted your silver-white hair that was soaked in sweat.
No one is behind to provide a clear guide, which is a happy thing for Kargas today.
'The Sun King Kael'thas, who is working hard to rule, can certainly ignore Yrel Deep Shadow, and I must have played an important role in the revitalization of Quel'Drano.'
It is precisely because of his low concentration of energy that Kargas fully demonstrated his talent for commanding troops in combat.
'Sure enough.' Marceli unexpectedly found that he was actually quite surprised by this: 'The war to encircle and suppress the Shattered Hand clan, everything on and off the stage has been planned by me from the very beginning.'
"That……"
According to the information provided by the scouts of Glory Castle, Thalayan should be imprisoned on the Blood Furnace.
"When you complete the re-engraving, the satisfaction of achieving your long-cherished wish and the emptiness of knowing how to continue to retreat will come to him at the same time."
You are still fighting on the front line with your injured leg, but you will retreat like you did before, always maintaining the tactical distance between you and your comrades.
But regardless of Illidan Stormrage's whereabouts and purpose, even my mother race, the night elves, said there was a reason.
But then I thought about it, and unplugging Hellfire Citadel was not an imperative action for the Alliance.
'It's no wonder that Quel'Drano, which had already seen its twilight, was able to regain its vitality in just ten years before the new king came to the throne.'
In the process of leaving the Blood Furnace with Yrel, Marceli used the corner of his eye for the first time to look at Yrel, who was not talking or smiling with his two confidante.
"Wait until everything is settled, then you can come and talk about things that have nothing to do with the 'future'."
"Very bad."
"able!"
The satisfaction of having avenged a great revenge and the emptiness of the confused road ahead surged into Yirel's heart at the same time. She was already exhausted and sat down on the ground. Her injured leg was overloaded in the fierce battle.
Only then began to tremble uncontrollably.
As a low-level member of the Alliance, Mathere had not heard of Yrel's plan to use Fang Weicui as a backpost on Azeroth.
"Young Master Shenying, does he call that... vacation?"
As Marceli said, Yrel has little interest in the internal fighting in Azeroth. As long as the other party is actively looking for trouble, I won't bother to plot against the Kingdom of Stormwind, which is also a member of the Alliance.
'It's a good thing that I'm an ally on the same side as you. Ha~ The people who should be worried about this are these guys who have no intention of being enemies of Quel'Drano and Azeroth.'
"He hopes that he can find the motivation to continue retreating before the revenge is completed, so he will force himself to temporarily put aside the messy thoughts in his mind and focus on the unfinished war."
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Yrel rushed over at that moment and saw Marceli, who was standing under the prison, frowning and thinking hard.
However, since before his left leg became disabled, Kargas, who had fallen into a corner, once thought that he had no future, and that the rest of his life would be spent fiercely in the peaceful paradise of France.
Similar to the impulse he had when he was driven by hatred later, Fang Weicui's completely intense command style retreated.
"The one-month vacation has just begun, and it's time to get back to work."
‘The evil orcs are all Illidan’s subordinates, so the Shattered Hand clan is of great importance to Illidan? Or even... is it a small and unbearable burden?’
Sarlayan did not blame Yrel for delaying in letting down his guard when the war had not yet fully begun. I can understand Fang Weicui's extremely simple mood at this time.
"Ha~"
Judging from the intelligence obtained by the scouts of Glory Castle, the Shattered Hand clan guarding Hellfire Citadel has always adopted a hostile attitude towards its surrounding neighbors in different ways.
After walking out of the blood furnace deep in the ground and bathing in the sunshine again, Marceli finally let go of the fear in her heart and let out a sigh of relief.
Onyxia, Jaina and Tinagosa were left to watch Kargath, while Yrel took Valeera and Stellagosa to the Blood Furnace after the scene.
After the battle, Yrel retracted the vengeful fury that had only been launched during the decisive stage... which was also the wings mentioned by the barrage.
For the time being, you use your brain to think about the meaning of life, and use a small part of your energy to lead the battle.
"According to the agreement, before... you come back to talk about his future."
Before Salas died, the remaining evil orcs in the intact small hall could pose any threat to the Mag'har and Shattrath alliance forces. Instead, the alliance army that invaded the Blood Furnace encountered some big troubles.
…
According to Marceli and Varyan's speculation, the task Illidan gave us should be to monitor the remaining demons in Kil'jaeden's Throne, rather than wasting manpower and material resources to conquer the barren Hellfire Peninsula.
"Don't think about it. Thalay'an is still useless to Illidan. I was transferred to the White Dark Temple by Illidan's subordinates long after you launched the retreat."
Marceli looked at Yrel with a less profound look: "Young Master Shenying, this guy is the one who took the initiative to transform into a demon. Is he also one of his pawns?"
Until...the evil energy that spreads to Bolvar spreads here.
Yrel knows what Marceli is secretly thinking about, and even if he knew, I would still care.
Yirel smiled and spread his hands: "That's right, rather than a chess piece, it's more like a partner."
However, when Matheri commanded the army to steadily take the Blood Furnace, I saw a giant empty cage through the empty structure at my feet.
The Alliance army, followed by Marceli himself, was originally intended to break into the Blood Furnace, and by the way, they also killed the imprisoned Abyss Lord Thalayanton.
Facing the cold sunshine of Hellfire Peninsula, Yrel raised his hands and stretched his body.